Zombie poetry and prose:

[technovapir]

Night time bad dreams
running through the tall trees
looking for a safe zone
goin going where no zombies go


(set to Sugar Magnolia for those who don't know the GD lol)

This little ditty works well as a chant (if you imagine a tribal drum in your head)...I'll be repeating it as I dash through the woods trying not to be bait...Good Job!